Jun Feimo appeared from the main hall at this time and walked directly in front of Yun Dieyi, "Feimo can read the books that my sister gave to Feimo. Do you want to check? If Feimo passes, he will be rewarded."
His eyelashes were like brush strokes, he blinked and looked at Yun Dieyi expectantly.
"No need, we have guests here today." Yun Dieyi looked at Jun Feimo with a gentle smile.
When Jun Feimo heard that a visitor was coming, his eyes began to wander. When he saw the saint, he felt as if he had discovered a new world. "Are you that guest? When did you come? Why didn't Feimo see you just now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Dieyi burst out laughing.
The person who can ignore someone so innocently must be him.
There was a crack in the saint's impeccable smile, but it returned to normal at an extremely fast speed, "I am the saint of Miaojiang, the concubine whom the emperor gave you in marriage. From now on, the princess and I will serve together.
Your Majesty."
However, Jun Feimo was obviously not interested in her identity at all. He smiled like water and said, "Concubine? Concubine standing next to you? Then you can choose a position and don't move. It doesn't matter whether it's the left side or the right side...
Holy grandmother."
This time, the saint's face was as conspicuous as a gap appeared. Even though she tried hard to maintain her composure on the surface, she couldn't help but hide her dissatisfaction in her brows. She probably had never been so wronged in her life.
Yun Dieyi originally found Jun Feimo's understanding of the concubine amusing, but when she heard the last "grandma", she burst into laughter.
Jun Feimo was obviously very calm. He raised his eyes in confusion, only to find that the saintly grandmother did not choose the left side, nor the right side. From the looks of it, it seemed that she did not intend to be a side concubine, but was preparing to be Jing Fei. She remained still.
The immobile concubine.
I don't know when he started to feel something special and indescribable.
Just like at this moment, the Holy Lady Grandma obviously had the same youthful appearance as Sister Yun, but he seemed to be able to feel that there was an old soul under that skin, so he called her Grandma.
Addressing each other according to their age is a matter of politeness, taught by my mother.
And the reason why I call her Sister Yun is because I can't help but rely on her and trust her.
Saint Cang Shu finally left. With that gesture, anyone could see that she was not actually in love with Jun Feimo.
On the wedding day, Jun Feimo refused to put on the groom's wedding clothes no matter what. He looked coquettishly at Yun Dieyi and said, "Sister, Fei Mo doesn't want to wear this. Fei Mo has to go to bed. Fei Mo is so sleepy."
Yun Dieyi looked at Jun Feimo, took the crimson robe from the maid's hand, and handed it to him, "Don't Feimo like the saintly grandmother? Why don't you want to wear this to marry her?"
According to Jun Feimo's current strength, there is no way he can refuse this marriage.
Therefore, marrying a Miao saint is an inevitable choice.
She can disrespect the holy order, but he can't. Who knows if the emperor will take it out on the queen when he is in a fit of convulsions.
"Well, Feimo doesn't like Grandma Saint." Jun Feimo nodded hurriedly.
I don't know why, but seeing her was like seeing a group of squirming insects, a little scary.
Raising his eyes, he suddenly realized that Sister Yun seemed to want him to marry the saintly grandmother, but he changed his mind and said in a soft tone, "How about Fei Mo marries her, but sister has to go with Fei Mo."
Yun Dieyi was slightly startled. Isn't it a bit unbelievable that the groom went to marry his concubine and the main wife accompanied him?